All day long I’ve been in a great mood. Smiling, laughing, loving the great sunny day outside. Things were good.
Then, all of a sudden, I turned into a psycho b!tch for really no reason. I’m in the worst mood imaginable and I was just really mean to my husband. Of course I’m blaming this odd behavior on my whacked out crazy pregnancy hormones because “this” is just not me.
Tarzan and I were sitting at the kitchen table and he was eating dinner. I was just there for the company because I wasn’t hungry. He started telling me about how he heard the neighbors “next door” talking about something when they got home for work and that he was jealous of that. I asked what neighbors and I was in a fine mood at this point.
He clearly said “next door” which means the people that live on the left side of us or the right side of us. Next door. He said “You know, there are houses across the street from us and neighbors live there” like in this really annoying tone. Across the street and next door are two completely things. Then he told me that I should have known that since he was in his office… which is a little tidbit that he left out.
Naturally I became pissed off.
I started telling him that I wasn’t a mind reader and that I didn’t know what the hell he was talking about, blah, blah, blah. Then he apologized for his rude/sarcastic tone and asked me to just forget about it and not be upset. He knows about the pregnancy hormones.
Fine, I said, which in girl talk really means that it’s not fine. Everyone knows that.
He took our dog outside and then I started crying. For I don’t know what. Just sitting at the kitchen table, alone, with tears streaming out of my eyes like someone just died. It was bizarre.
He came in, saw me crying, and asked what was wrong. I said that nothing was wrong. Really this was the best answer I could offer because I didn’t exactly know what my problem was. I didn’t know why I was crying and I knew that it wasn’t from the dumb neighbor comment, but I didn’t know anything else.
Of course my husband didn’t know what to do at this point. He put his arm around me and said that he was sorry, please don’t be mad at him, he didn’t mean to say the comment in the way he did, let’s just forget about it, etc. I just sat there. I couldn’t even say a word.
Finally after he asked me for the 4th time what was wrong without me answering, he said that he was going to go upstairs and did I mind if he brought his laptop downstairs and sat in the living room with me. I told him that I didn’t care. I kept on crying.
When my leg started to fall asleep I knew that it was time to get up from the table and come into the living room. Tarzan was already in here and again he asked if I was okay and what was on my mind. I told him that he obviously didn’t care because he was already sitting on the couch with his laptop so please just leave me alone. I think I told him to shut up too.
Yeah, I know, nice wife that I am. :(
I could totally tell that he wanted to get up and strangle me with my last comment. But he didn’t. Good man. He just sat there and took what I was dishing out. Poor thing.
Then the phone rang and he had to take a call. He went upstairs and is still on the phone. I’m sitting on the couch downstairs feeling like the worst person ever.
How could I treat someone that I love so much like that? No idea. How could I act so cold? Totally not my nature. Who am I right now?
And most importantly, will I return back to my normal, sweet, loving self after pregnancy?
I just really can’t handle these crazy mood swings. I’m sick of crying about I don’t know what. I’m tired of being really happy one minute and extremely pissed off the next. It’s just so weird.
Pregnancy hormones can kiss my ass.
(Now I’m waiting until I hear Tarzan say goodbye on the phone so that I can rush upstairs and apologize for being such a crazy pregnant wife. I feel so awful and of course, I just know that I’ll start crying when I tell him that I’m sorry. Shoot, who am I kidding… I have tears in my eyes right now because of how bad I feel.)
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